|The random read has pulled this up several times this morning. I take that as a sign I must say something to you.
I am sort of at a loss to do so.
There are many strangely worded images in this poem. Imagery in poetry is a good thing. However, you often use multiple adjectives and there is a tried-and-tested order in which they should appear so they are easier to follow and understand. Here it is:
1) Determiners – a, an, the, my, your, several, etc.
2) Observations – lovely, boring, stimulating, etc.
3) Size – tiny, small, huge, etc.
4) Shape – round, square, rectangular, etc.
5) Age – old, new, ancient, etc.
6) Color – red, blue, green, etc.
7) Origin – British, American, Mexican, etc.
8) Material – gold, copper, silk, etc.
9) Qualifier – limiters for compound nouns.
Internet is filled with information concerning this. I originally found a variation of this list here on WDC.
In your first stanza, "booms" is both a noun and verb. Following it is "frail", which is an adjective. A word qualifying a verb must be an adverb, so there is a difference between the intent you wanted to convey and my conception of the words you chose. You might write instead "Frail thunder booms" but "boom" implies a certain number of decibels rarely described as "frail." So either you need another adjective/adverb or another verb. There are endless choices.
There are other areas of the poem where I might go into the same analysis, but I'm not here to teach you the finesse of writing a poem but to tell you about my impression of your success -- relative, total or failed -- when reading this poem.
For me, there is too much that needs to be corrected or edited in order for me to understand what you want to share.